Brown

Yellow, Pink, Gold

I see the colors with stories left untold

The vibrancy of the blue sky

The pop of freshly cut green grass

The oranges and the purples and the reds

The world is a play and the colors are a bright cast

 

But one overlooked color is brown

Brown, the color of beautiful foreign skin 

Brown, representing the body which helps make the air we breathe

Brown, eyes so rich ones soul cannot be found

Why do we over look brown?

 

 

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